Chapter 21
Karl locked the door to his apartment and dropped his keys into his pocket. He rubbed his temples, wishing he could go right back inside and go to sleep and forget about this whole damned mess. His growling stomach got him moving.
Sure, it was fun to be doing some kind of research, learning something new that no one else was even thinking about. But he was afraid the cost would only keep going up the longer he was associated with Loretta Schofield.
When he walked into the cafeteria, he was surprised to see George sitting at the table closest to the door. His friend actually cooked in his own apartment, and he rarely ate in here off-duty or over the weekend. He'd never seen George sitting in such a high-traffic location. Karl joined him with a groan.
"How's your weekend going
